Cocooned

When the days blend together

And the nights are all dreamless

When the noon sun seems dim

And the night moon is beamless

 

Life feels like a shroud

Yet still stings like a brand

Days full of turned shoulders

And the swatting of hands

 

Here lies the moment

A catalyst born

These times are for shedding

The old uniforms

 

Beneath the adornment

Life so far has draped

Which now wears as burden

Encumbrancing our nape

 

A lightness, a nudity

Yearning for freedom

The best parts can emerge

Once we’re able to see them

 

Let the walls shatter

The film melt away

And awaken proclaiming

Today is the day